CHAPTER 2: The Mint Green Bikini
"Finn! Where did you get that?" Jack asked.
"I think it got carried away, I saw it lying on the shore." He answered.
"That's quite a big rack!" Marcus said. Louis, who was vlogging through a waterproof camera, pointed at the green bikini. Finn tossed the bikini bra to Marcus who held it up to his chest and waddled like a duck in the water. "Hi boys, what do you think about my outfit? Do I look fat in this?" he said in his Margaret Butler voice, a character he often portrays in his YouTube channel. The rest of boys laughed.
Meanwhile, I was scrambling in my place, in the middle of the sea, trying to feel underwater for my bikini top. I waddled deeper into the beach, wishing with all my heart that it was floating somewhere near me. I feel my skin burning under the hot graze of the sun, my panic rising. Shit, I can't get out of this water without my top on! There's a reason why I didn't want to go Spain and try the nude beaches. Though every one of my friends, including Jenna, said they envy me for my boobs and my hips, I still find myself blushing with embarrassment when someone looks at me from head to toe.
Suddenly, I heard someone say "rack" not far from me.
My heart skipped. I wrapped by boobs in my arms and spun around. I crouched down low into the water with only my head showing. I tried to see who it was. I heard laughter, but I couldn't see clearly because of the bright sun. Jenna was gone from her spot. My heart was beating so fast, my thoughts were as scattered as the sand. It was then that I saw a little glint to my left. There were four men huddled together, laughing out loud. Shit! I held arms closer to my twins and said a silent prayer. Half of me was wishing they had my bikini top while the half of me wished they didn't. Still crouching down the water, I went closer to them, my arms crossed over my chest, barely hiding my breasts. I pulled on my ponytail and let my long blonde hair loose. It tumbled down my body and I gathered it to my front to help obscure my nudity. Then I tried to swim a little and walk a little just to get to them faster. I stopped inches away from them and called out. "Hey!"
The four of them turned to me with surprised look on their faces. They broke their circle, leaving a man in the midst of them, holding a green piece of cloth. I couldn't bring myself to look directly at him because the sun is hurting my eyes. I looked at the gold and mint green thing and then to the one holding it. He was wearing nothing but his blue board shorts, his white skin glinting in the sun, hurting my eyes like reflectors. "I'm sorry... But I think that bikini is mine... Can you please give it back?" I pleaded.
"Oh, sorry" he said. He pursed his lips and went towards me, my heart started beating faster. "Wait... Can we move over there? I can't really..." I motioned to the rocks to our left where the water is a bit deeper and the rocks big enough to hide me.
"Oh, Okay." He moved towards the rocks and I sidled behind him like a kid following a grown up. The water was getting shallow and I'm finding it harder to walk. I looked around me. Thank god there weren't other people around other than the four men, me and a few old women by the shore. The others, whom I assumed were his friends, were watching us as we moved slowly. The man who was holding my bikini top looked back at me. I breathed heavily, my arms still hiding my breasts the best that I can. I can't swim, the water is too clear that they will surely see what I've been trying to cover. So I decided to stand up, cover myself the best that I can and move faster so I can hide somewhere and put my bikini back on. And as I did, I was met with surprised stares. Oh god, kill me now.
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